A/N: My story is officially going R with this chapter. My baby is all grown up. I think this is my best story I've written and I can see how I've grown. This chapter is all a flashback.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my dust bunnies.

Two Worlds Apart

Chapter 7: His. Hers. Theirs.

Yuna's Pilgrimage - 5 years ago

Zanarkand Ruins

The fire glowed as everyone in the camp slept, everyone except for two kindred souls that didn't even realize that they were calling out for one another. The flame haired Besaidian sat upon a rock on a hill out the outskirts of Zanarkand overlooking the ruined city that was once the greatest attraction in Spira. He had been lost deep in thought for some time now. Thoughts of Yuna dying once the final aeon was called. Thoughts of Sin being destroyed and the calm coming. Thoughts of a certain fair haired Al Bhed girl. Rikku. He wasn't sure if he'd live past tomorrow and he needed to tell her just incase he never got to see those beautiful green swirls again.

Wakka slowly made his way down to where Rikku silently slept. Gently he shook her causing Rikku to stir. She sat up and looked into his deep brown coffee eyes. She saw the doubt, the hope, the wonder, the questions... and what looked to be hope swirling around in those beautiful orbs.

"I just...I just want to talk," he whispered.

"Ok," she said rising from the ground where she had been sleeping. The two made their way back to where Wakka had been previously sitting. Rikku sat down next to Wakka and stared out at the stars that lit up the night sky. "So what did you want to talk about?" She asked.

Wakka took a shaky breath, his hands slightly trembling. Quickly reassuring himself that he could do this. He told himself that he could tell her how he felt. He didn't have a choice. Because if there wasn't a day after tomorrow, he didn't want to die without letting her know what was truly in his heart. Clearing his throat Wakka turned to face Rikku. Yevon, he thought, she's just breathtaking.

"My precious Al Bhed angel, Rikku, I..." He couldn't find the words to express what he felt. Rikku reached out and placed her sand buffed over his. Looking down at the delicate hand that rested on top of his own large masculine one gave him the boost of courage that he needed."...I love you," he whispered.

"E muja oui duu," she whispered back.

Wakka pulled her into his lap and wrapped his strong arms around her tiny frame. Rikku tilted her head up and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He held her tighter as he kissed he back, trying to fight off the tears that he felt welling up in his eyes. She parted her silken lips and Wakka began to caress her tongue with his own as if to ease the pain away. He felt tears on her cheeks brushing against his owning breaking the floodgates of his own. His tears. Her tears. Their tears.

Rikku gently removed Wakka's armor and clothing with tenderness as he did the same to her. There wasn't time to time to be rough or selfish. This would be the first and last time that they explored each other's visions of love. They would die tomorrow. He would die for her and she for him. That much they knew. They would die together. Wakka placed soft kisses down her neck, on her shoulders, and her soft supple breasts. He took her tiny breast all the way into his mouth eliciting a small moan from her slightly parted bubblegum lips. She ran her long fingers through his slick hair as he moved on to give her other breast the same affectionate attention that he had given the first.

He kissed his way down her flat stomach. His heart was pounding just as hard as hers. HE wanted every touch, every kiss, every moan, and every look to count. Wakka wanted her to never have any doubts about his love for her; he wanted her to feel it throughout her entire being. Gripping her hips he kissed her belly button making her laugh. That laugh is what keeps me same, he thought. He slowly parted her creamy thighs revealing a very pink and glistening, virgin vagina. Lowering his mouth to her, he took his first drink of her exotic nectar. He stroked her long and gently with his velvet tongue. Her hands were still in his hair. She tugged at it as he gave he the pleasure and love she so desperately craved. Her breathing was picking up and he could hear he soft moans as she pressed his face deeper into her heavenly abyss.

He was so captivated by her that he knew there was no turning back. He looked up at her and their eyes met. She smiled. It was the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen grace her honeyed face. Her eyes begged him to become one with her. Him. Her. Them. He was helpless. All he could do was obey her silent request. Tonight he was in submission to her. The lure of he gentle soul held him captive and in his heart he knew that he honestly didn't want to be anywhere else. He slowly moved up to kiss her swollen lips marked by his passion for her. A smile rested on them. Wrapping her in his arms like precious cargo; he entered her like liquid silk. She gasped, shifting to take him all the way in at a comfortable position. The two became one. Slowly he slid in and out of her rocking gently trying to adjust to her tight body. He knew they never truly would. This would be their first and last. Only together had they found the rhythm of their melodic dance that flowed like the ocean's waves crashing against the shoreline. His tears rolled down his cheeks and onto her face mixing with the stream of tears running down her pale cheeks. They never stopped looking into each other's eyes as they made sweet love to each other. And when the last crest rose and fell the two young lovers reached their nirvana in harmony.

He held her in his arms that night. Praying to Yevon not to let tomorrow come but to stay in that night forever. He didn't want to be without her. Not the girl who had erased all the hate from his heart and replaced it with never ending love. The last tear fell from the crimson haired warrior's eye as he drifted into sleep praying for his Al Bhed angel's life to be spared. In his selflessness he gave her the greatest gift of all. Love.

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